Leah was never shy of showing off her figure. Tonight, she wore her tightest leggings to the club, hoping to catch someone's attention. She danced erotically, feeling her moist folds rub against the soft fabric. A man approached her, his eyes hungry for her body. They exchanged glances, and he motioned for her to follow him to a private room.
Upon entering the room, they locked eyes; the tension mounting between them. She stood before him in silence, slowly sliding the leggings down her long legs. His gaze never left her, and she felt a shiver run down her spine. Without further hesitation, he lifted her onto the table, positioning himself at her entrance.
With one swift thrust, he was inside her. She gasped at the intensity of the feeling, her body arching to meet his every move. Their hips grinding against each other, creating a rhythm that echoed the passion that coursed through their veins.
